Chapter 45: Xiaomi Heavy Industry, First Entrepreneurship

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Protagonist:

Lin Yi

"Come, come, come, try our Gusu famous dishes. This is Cherry Meat, this is a good thing!"

"This is Lion's Head, also one of our Gusu famous dishes!"

"This Wensi Tofu is light and elegant, very suitable for entertaining guests!"

"This is Squirrel Mandarin Fish. This dish tests the old chef's skill, the freshness of the ingredients, and the heat control even more. It smells wonderful!"

In a not-so-luxurious restaurant, Lin Yi pulled Lin Bin over and introduced the dishes before them one by one.

However, every time Lin Yi introduced a dish, Liu Xiao, the life assistant beside Lin Bin, rolled his eyes once.

Lin Yi knew exactly why Liu Xiao rolled his eyes, but it didn't matter; he was the host, and Liu Xiao was the guest.

A host introducing dishes to a guest was perfectly normal.

By the end of the introductions, only the largest dish in the middle remained—a fish plate.

On the blue-and-white porcelain fish plate lay a stainless steel lid, fitting the plate seamlessly, covering the contents inside tightly and securely; even the aroma of the dish could not escape.

This dish was placed at the very center of the table, very eye-catching, making people instinctively want to know what the dish was.

After hearing Lin Yi finish introducing the other dishes, Lin Bin's attention also fell on this dish covered by the lid.

The ones before were all good dishes; this one in the middle must be better than anything else.

However, Liu Xiao beside him slowly furrowed his brow.

A pair of beautiful embroidered brows twisted into a glacier; intuition told her there was a trick here.

Just then, Lin Yi stood up silently, reached out to lift the stainless steel pot lid, then pointed at the fish in the blue-and-white porcelain plate and enthusiastically introduced it to Lin Bin:

"This is a dish that Jiyang and Lin An have been competing for, but I feel Jiyang's version is more authentic, and this dish is the legendary West Lake Vinegar Fish."

"Please!"

Before his voice faded, Liu Xiao's smiling face began to redden at a visible speed.

And the people gathered around the dining table, each looking at their noses and noses at their hearts, silently held chopsticks and ate, as if they hadn't heard the last few words at all.

Finally, Liu Xiao seemed to convince himself; the redness on his face slowly faded, leaving him pale as he explained beside Lin Bin:

"These are all Huaiyang cuisine preparations. Compared to the lightness of Huaiyang cuisine, for the same dish, Gusu's dishes are a bit sweeter..."

"They have a lot of diabetes!"

Facing this kind of framing and slander, Lin Yi didn't redden; he just glanced coldly:

"What does Huaiyang cuisine have to do with your Jiyang? Who in all of East China doesn't know your Jiyang puts the most sugar in stir-fries?"

"Diabetes specialty hospitals are also the most!"

At this moment, Liu Xiao completely reddened...

A meal eaten with guests full of joy, and the only dish untouched was the West Lake Vinegar Fish right in the middle of the table.

Lin Yi personally drove them to the airport, watched Lin Bin and the others' plane take off with his own eyes, then drove that broken Santana leisurely toward the factory.

Just halfway there, the phone rang.

It was Ji Shuangshuang's call; as soon as he answered, the girl's sobbing voice came through the phone:

"Boss, those uncles of yours, plus your paternal uncle and Second Aunt, have brought your family's relatives over, and they brought a whole stack of IOUs."

"Come save me quickly!"

In Ji Shuangshuang's choked voice, one could also hear men and women cursing.

Lin Yi's hand gripping the phone suddenly tightened, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

Sure enough, with the city's publicity, these people's troublemaking time had moved up from his previous life.

He estimated they were afraid that if they were any later, the land and name of Lin Laosan Electrical Appliance Factory would change hands.

His right foot pressed the brake, and the car slowed down.

Lin Yi used his phone to find Zhou Tianming's number and casually sent a text message.

"Director Zhou, save me!"

"Help me contact the Tax Bureau and the Economic Investigation Brigade; ask them to come to my factory now. There's something I need their help with—it's their business."

Two or three minutes after the message was sent, Zhou Tianming's reply arrived.

Just a short "ok".

After getting the reply, Lin Yi threw his phone onto the passenger seat, floored the gas pedal; the Santana let out an angry roar, the exhaust pipe spat out a puff of black smoke, and then it continued at the previous speed.

Back at the factory, it was already past 3 PM.

Just as he walked through the door, Security Section Chief Han Shunfa came over:

"Factory Director, your uncle, your aunt, your seven great aunts and eight great aunts, your uncles and paternal uncles, and your three granduncles and two granduncles-in-law have all arrived."

"The people from the Tax Bureau and the Economic Investigation Brigade are also here, in the Finance Office, giving Chief Accountant Ji some guidance."

"Chief Accountant Ji asked me to secretly tell you: if it really doesn't work, run first. As long as the green mountains remain, there's no fear of lacking firewood."

"It's fine!" Lin Yi waved his hand, sent Han Shunfa back to the guard room, stepped on the gas pedal, and parked the car in the parking lot.

He fixed his hair in the mirror, then got out of the car and went upstairs.

Upon reaching the third floor, Lin Yi discovered the scene was not quite as he had imagined.

The entire third floor was quiet; those seven great aunts and eight great aunts, three great uncles and four great uncles, all stood obediently in the corridor.

Several young men in Economic Investigation Brigade uniforms stood at the door of the Finance Room; further ahead was a person in a Tax Bureau uniform.

Lin Yi walked over curiously; upon reaching the doorway, he discovered there were also several Tax Bureau people gathered around Ji Shuangshuang, holding files and commenting on them.

Not long ago, Ji Shuangshuang was still crying on the phone, but now she sat properly on the chair, her back ramrod straight, a pair of eyes staring straight ahead, looking exactly like a model student listening to a lecture.

The young lady's peripheral vision caught Lin Yi appearing at the doorway; she first shook her head at Lin Yi tracelessly, then blinked frantically, signaling desperately for Lin Yi to leave quickly.

Lin Yi did not leave, but instead walked straight toward the people wearing Tax Bureau uniforms.

Just as he walked over, one of the older middle-aged men extended his right hand:

"I presume this handsome gentleman is General Manager Lin; I am Zhu Kai, Inspection Division Chief of the Hanshan Temple District Tax Bureau!"

"Our visit this time is to provide tax guidance to your company."

"However, it seems there is a bit of a situation here."

Zhu Kai blinked, and pursed his lips toward Lin Jiangong standing by the door.

Lin Yi grasped the other's right hand with both hands, followed by a string of thanks; after thanking him, he then urged Ji Shuangshuang to study hard.

He himself then turned around, walked toward Lin Jiangong, pointed at the office opposite, then turned his head to look at the several people outside the door.

He also pointed at the opposite office.

Not long after, all these people outside the door followed Lin Yi into the office.

The instant the door closed, Lin Jiangong walked to the desk, fished out a sheet of paper from his bosom, and slapped it onto the table with a palm:

"Xiao Yi, there's a saying: 'Even close brothers must settle accounts clearly.' Your parents have passed, and as your own uncle, I am very pained."

"There's a saying: 'Debts die with the person,' but the problem is the debt is too large, it cannot be written off."

"This is the IOU your father wrote back then; take a look. These past few days the news has all reported you signed a big order of over 60 million, and said you got a large sum of investment."

"I feel you should have money to pay me back now!"

Following his words, Lin Yi's gaze fell onto the IOU.

He also saw the contents clearly.

【Hereby, Lin Guangzong, due to factory development, borrows funds of 4,383,725 yuan 5 mao 2 from his elder brother Lin Jiangong, agreeing to repay after having money.】